strawberry // jughead jones 🖤

36 / real life

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M A R I E L L A

"Dude. Get up, you only turn 17 once! We're going to pops with the other losers."

"Mariella, if you even graze the blanket, I'm breaking your fingers. For the last time, I don't feel well, I'm staying here." I got sass as a response, and I huff.

"Either you come to the party or the party comes to you." I warn. Allie dismisses me with a wave of her hand, and I roll my eyes.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." I say, then open the bedroom door.

"ALLIE!" Veronica is the first to charge in, Betty following shortly after, both of which jumping on Allie's bed. Archie and Kevin stand at the foot of the bed, watching with grins as the three girls groan at the impact. I feel a hand slip into mine and turn to see Jughead beside me.

"I'm going to fucking kill you Mariella." I hear Allie groan out, and I scoff.

"Like I planned this. They're always here." I point out.

"I came to see my wife, you're just a plus." Veronica says, getting off of Allie to walk over to me, and tug me away from Jug, before wrapping her arms around me tightly. Jughead shoots her a playful glare, and I giggle.

"I forgot, you had some creepy threesome shit going on," Allie says, sitting up in her bed. Jughead scoffs.

"As if I'd have a threesome with Veronica. I wouldn't be able to share Mariella." He says. Archie chuckles.

"You kind of already are, Jug." Archie points out, pointing at Veronica who still was holding me for dear life. Jughead follows his gaze, and once landing on Veronica she sticks her tongue out.

"Real mature, Ron." I mumble, and she winks at me. I laugh, and she lets go of me, going over and pulling Allie out of bed.

"Come on lazy head, we're going to pops." Veronica states. Allie groans, before reluctantly going to her closet.

"Oh, so it takes Veronica's demand to get you up, but when I try I get threatened." I mumble, walking over to Jughead and resting my head on his shoulder. He chuckles, wrapping a arm around my shoulders.

"She's prettier." Allie shrugs, walking into the bathroom. The group focuses their gazes on me, and I shrug.

"I ain't even mad." I say. Veronica blows me a kiss, which I mockingly catch and place to my heart. Kevin rolls his eyes playfully.

"Closet cases." He mumbles, before walking out of the room. We all laugh, before following him downstairs to wait for Allie.

Not even ten minutes later, we're on our way to pops. It was a five minute walk from Allie's grandparents, so we all decided to stop global warming and use our legs.

"Come on Wifey, I wanna share a strawberry milkshake with you." Veronica says, folding her arm into mine and dragging me from Jughead.

"I don't like strawberry." I say. Veronica stops dead in her tracks, turning her head to me slowly.

"What?"

"I don't like strawberry." I repeat. I hear Allie chuckle behind me, and Veronica let's go of my arm.

"Betty! I just had a sudden revolution. I don't think I can be married to Mari anymore, be my wife?" Veronica rushes to Betty, and I cover my heart in mock hurt.

"Ouch." I say. Betty chuckles, shaking her head and giving me a hug, mockingly patting my head. Veronica scoffs.

"You're not even vegan anymore! How could you betray strawberry like that?!" She exclaims. I make eye contact with Jughead, and he rolls his eyes.

"She went to one shake shop that had trash shakes, and decided strawberry wasn't for her. Poor Pops."

"It's okay Mari, I'd never betray you like that." Betty states. She let's go of me, and I wipe away a fake tear.

"Thank you Daddy." I say. Betty laughs, before walking over to Archie and starting a conversation with him. Jughead rolls his eyes, grabbing my hand once again, and kissing my head.

"So, no more polygamy?" Jughead asks. I chuckle.

"Well, I mean, Archie.." I trail off. Archie bursts out laughing, and Jughead's face is one of disgust.

"No, never in a million years. Mars, I care to much for you to let you do that to yourself." Jughead says, pulling me into an almost protective hug, which makes Archie laugh even harder. I raise an eyebrow.

"How can he be so happy about getting insulted?" I ask. Jughead shrugs, and I look up at him.

"Piggyback?" I ask. Jughead sighs.

"Only because I may not see you for several months." He says. I ignore the ache in my chest as he bends down, and I jump on his back.

"We'll figure something out Jugs." I say, leaning over and kissing his cheek. He flashes a smile that makes me want to fall over in a swoon.

As we enter Pops, Jughead sets me down and pulls me into a booth. Betty sits on the other side of me, Allie sitting by Archie and Veronica, Kevin pulling a chair to the end of the table.

"What can I get you kids?" A waitress walks up to us, writing down everyone's order.

"A chocolate milkshake." Jughead and I say at the same time, causing the waitress to giggle.

"Actually, just one. Two straws, please." Jughead asks. The waitress smiles, an adoring grin on her face. I raise my eyebrow at Jughead.

"When did we get so sappy?" I ask. He shrugs.

"I don't mind it." He says. I nod, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"So how does it feel to be 17?" Betty asks from beside me. Allie shrugs.

"Just another year closer to death." Allie says. My eyes widen, and she laughs at my expression.

"Jokes, jokes." She says. I roll my eyes.

"Better be."

"No, it feels the same as yesterday though. Just, more loving." Allie says. I nod, accepting this answer a lot more than the latter, and Jughead chuckles.

Soon the waitress comes back with our orders, but also with a piece of cake. She and some other staff sing happy birthday to Allie, and I smile widely. Public embarrassment has always been a favorite of mine.

Jughead notices my joy, and chuckles.

"You are something else." He says, before pecking my lips.

"I know."